The Choice

“I love you.”
She extended her hand and he clasped it tenderly.
“I love you too.”
“I’m glad you’re here.”
“There’s nowhere I’d rather be.”
“It’s such a tough decision.”
“I know.”
He raised one hand, drew lazy circles on her lower back.
“It’s your turn.”
He winked his encouragement, gave her hand a quick squeeze.
She took a step forward, addressed the woman in the brilliantly green top.
“I’ll have a 20 oz vanilla latte and a cranberry-orange scone.”
In one gust of breath the words were out; the wait was over.
She took a deep breath in, released it slowly and smiled.
He winked at her again and squeezed her hand.

1 Response to “The Choice”

  1. 1 craig
    April 9, 2009 at 09:12

    very sneaky and nice…

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